Blake's POV:
Arriving to Connor's mansion, I banged on the door. What a brat, he's not answering.
"I swear if you are ignoring me, I'm going to just throw these bodies out to the ocean!" I yelled so Connor or anybody could hear me.
"Shut up, I heard you already." Connor yelled outside the right window.
"Then hurry up, I can't wait any longer! These stupid brats are even more heavier than all of us combined." I complained whilst yelling from the top of my lungs.
The doors opened, finally. Dragging both the bodies, I settled them both in a sofa.
"So who's the blonde girl?" Connor asked.
"Kind of got caught, so I really had no choice." I explained whilst running up the stairs.
"Blake get your stinking ass back here right now! I have no time for the likes of you, there's two girls that are drugged!" Connor shouted whilst trying to chase me.
"Catch me if you can Connor, or shall I say Kyle Jenner?" I laughed while running to a room.
"I don't have BIG fucking lips." Connor growled, while checking room by room.
I couldn't handle it anymore, I was laughing so hard. I bursted out of laughter, oh my god.
"There you are you little brat." He smirked, whilst grabbing his gun and pointing it directly at my forehead.
Oh my actual god, is he being serious? Well great, I'm going to die. Hopefully, he'll burry me and try to respect my death.
"Get it over with." I hesitated, while I closed my eyes as tight as I can.
He started laughing, he dropped the gun and fell to the floor dying in the inside. What? I don't understand.
"You-you actually thought I was going to kill you? This is beautiful, help me to my room please OH MY LORD!" Stefan asked whilst standing up.
Punching him in the face, I kinda regret it now. Now, I take my leave.
"Farewell, brother..." I tipped my invisible fedora, sprinting outside.
But, I saw someone walking away from me. I couldn't tell who, but she had long blonde hair. I think she's trying to call for help, is that AMY?! I need to stop her, before she calls the cops on us. Yelling her name, I quickly ran for her. Luckily, she wasn't able to run that fast because she's probably still hallucinating from before. Grabbing onto her hand, she looked at me with a pouting face.
"Please, please help me..." Amy begged on her knees whilst tearing up.
Do I do the right thing? Or do I follow my orders?
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The Gang Leaders Queen
Teen Fiction"I don't accept apologies, I only accept kisses from pretty girls like you." Connor smirked, while looking from head to toe. He leaned in closer. Going in for a kiss, and soon enough, I gave him my consent. Oh my god. Why am I doing this? Jasmine, y...
